Reflection

Lack of interest is taking its toll, and I begin to grab a hold of other things that interest me, as I reconsider my invisible ink.   It is still producing but slowly drying and I question if I should continue to dip the pen in, or just temporarily let it sit?… ©EN 2022, All Rights … More Reflection

Dreams(?)

Are the dream visions  we have desire,  or spiritual assignments?  Not of sleep, but of  thoughts manifested.  How is it that  our minds can foresee  something we didn’t even  consider, until planted  through the eyes,  then adapted by the brain.  What is it that calls or whispers  to the not yet determined future,  that was … More Dreams(?)

Excuses

Many times, of on and off observations that haven’t fully dawned, until the day it was important and you chose to go beyond. The implosion of reality, our drifting of relationship. Excuses, like they’re money spent on various, worthless, disguised objects. Time to turn the looking glass to see if you’re now viewing it. I … More Excuses

Anxiety

Stress in hyper mode creates eventful thoughts as strange possibilities run their course. ©EN 2022, All Rights Reserved

Glimpse

(My view of near-death experiences’ collective summaries)  The purpose of life  is to seek your creator.  Where will you find it?  Or, will you feel lost  trying to figure it out?  Years of on and off activity,  meditation and suffering experiences.  The human, under the veil.  Not knowing while in this world  you only get … More Glimpse

Fortitude

In the center of my being a certain power exists;  releasing me to die,  or directing me to live…  ©EN 2022, All Rights Reserved

Presumptuous

Sometimes, tunnel vision has its no return, one-way coaster. That’s when a true friend can offer their shoulder. Not just listen but ask without judgement, the wise, dividing questions, that can lead to humbling encouragement. ©EN 2022, All Rights Reserved

Bitter Cold

As the grand lake’s winter waves peek over the land in its flow, the bitter cold holds to make glorious icicles,  separating a portion that’s slowly developing into ice boulders or swirling ice sculptured hills. Within a few weeks the strength of sun calls the ice to retreat. It slowly melts itself down and ebbs … More Bitter Cold

Optimism

The fear of what was thought could be, has found its way to reality. But faith has made its lovely presence and granted its enchanting permission to remove the fear and build upon what is clear, that this change will make things better. ©EN 2022, All Rights Reserved